I removed the bald tires and put the grippers back on. I feel more confidence when I ride downhill on dirt, probably not at all commensurate to any appreciable difference in traction.
I kicked myself for not bringing the camera along the other day, when I barreled down into a lovely marshland view. The hills to the west held a small copse of pine trees, with a few fluffy clouds providing some pleasant contrast to the blue sky and green foliage.
I wasn't able to get that far today, so you get this shot instead. A sweltering Monday, on the May Two-Four Weekend (W).